The title is the best thing about this cheaply-made horror film. Despite some clever dialogue and amusing performances, the bargain basement production values, amateurish lighting, and annoying music make it hard to follow much of the time. For a time it seems like it might develop into a pretty clever dark comedy, but it quickly degenerates into cliche. Falls short of the cult classic it's been made out to be.
I used to catch this on late night TV, before the advent of cable with 1000 channels. It felt like a strange and forgotten piece of pop culture from the past that randomly dropped in me and my friends' laps. Useless secret knowledge. The clothes are hysterical, and at first it seems like it is going to be a satire of genre (given the title), but then it kind of devolves into a straight up bad horror movie.
That Alan guy should have just shut the fuck up and everyone, including me, would have had more fun. Hard to believe this was made by Bob "Black Christmas" Clark. Feels more like an amateurish dip in the horror pool.
well now, the first half was brilliant, and such was the pretty eerie last kill scene. it all would have been an amazing piece if it weren't for the second half which entangled itself in quite boring dialogue and failed script-wise. it's worthy of mentioning that the 1st part is full of surprisingly wonderful character interaction and the low production highly visible doesn't even begin to bother.
Tiene el ambiente, los estereotipos, arma la situación, más en una hora los personajes no dejan de hablar y hablar. Ya para cuando empieza la matanza, ya es tarde. Eso no se hace, no al menos en una película de terror.